hissed as the rough towel scraped her sensitive knuckles. “It’s no big deal. Couple of drunks getting handsy. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. It happened so fast. I overreacted.”
“I’m sure you didn’t overreact.” Joe’s voice turned hard again. “Those two are a pain in my ass.” He shared a knowing look with Jake. “And they’ve just had their last beer here.”
“They were almost a pain in my ass, too,” she joked. “But I’m good. Won’t be the first time I’ve nursed sore knuckles.”
“You fight a lot then, slugger?”
She laughed at that. “Did I mention that I’ve got three brothers?”
He gave her a smile that had her nipples aching and pushing through her T-shirt. She squirmed in her seat, which only served to rub the seam of her jeans harder against her pulsating clit. She bit back a moan. So this is what it feels like to be aroused to near pain. She was close to throwing herself at him, audience be damned. Anything to relieve the tension building in her panties.
Joe noticed her distress. She watched as he slowly took stock of her. She knew the minute he saw the pearled buds of her chest, protruding shamelessly for his inspection. His jaw clenched and his back stiffened. She dared a quick glance at his lap. She hoped his back wasn’t the only thing that had turned rigid. His eyes narrowed; his nostrils flared as if he could smell her arousal.
She watched in fascination as his gaze turned dark, smoky.
What would it be like to spend the night in the arms of a man like him? What kind of lover would he be? The thought caused her insides to turn to jelly. There was only one way to find out.
“Are you sure you’re okay, Mandy?” His voice was hoarse. His fingers were stroking her palm as he continued to hold her injured hand. She desperately wanted him to be stroking her somewhere else.
It’s now or never.
“That depends.” Amanda gave him a seductive smile. “You wanna get out of here?”
Joe shook his head, his expression filled with genuine confusion. “Excuse me?”
Amanda felt her face grow hot with embarrassment. This man was a walking god and here she was, Miss Plain-and-Ordinary, propositioning him. What was she thinking?
She stood a little too quickly, causing her bar stool to wobble before righting itself again. “Never mind. Sorry.” She threw two twenty-dollar bills on the bar. “This should cover it.” She hollered thanks to Jake as she made her way to the door.
“Mandy, wait.”
Chapter 2
“Where is she?” Caleb Martin slammed the door and glared across the desk at Samantha.
“Jesus, Caleb.” Her hand flew to her heart as she leaned back in her chair. “Knock much? You scared the hell out of me.” She took a deep breath. “We really need to work on your people skills.”
Caleb placed his knuckles on the desk and slowly leaned in. “Where. Is. She?”
Sam took her time smoothing her dark auburn hair away from her face. “I can see this is going to be a one-track conversation, so let me make this easy for you. Get out.”
He walked around to her side of the desk and perched himself on the corner. He crossed his arms over his chest and settled in. “Nope.”
Sam glared at him as she hit the Intercom button on her phone. “Caroline? Call Security.”
She heard her assistant chuckle. “Ah, sure thing, Miss Quinn.”
“I am your security,” the annoying male on her desk replied drily.
“Good, that’ll save us some time. Escort yourself out.” She waved her hand to shoo him off.
“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me where my sister is.”
Sam narrowed her eyes at the man sitting on her desk. Tall, blond, and commanding, with eyes the color of emeralds when he was pissed. And yep, two shining emeralds were fixated on her.
He’d never made any bones about the fact that he didn’t like her. For years they’d argued and fought, needled and picked.
Now he barges in here without so much as a word, clearly showing how little
“I’m sure you didn’t overreact.” Joe’s voice turned hard again. “Those two are a pain in my ass.” He shared a knowing look with Jake. “And they’ve just had their last beer here.”
“They were almost a pain in my ass, too,” she joked. “But I’m good. Won’t be the first time I’ve nursed sore knuckles.”
“You fight a lot then, slugger?”
She laughed at that. “Did I mention that I’ve got three brothers?”
He gave her a smile that had her nipples aching and pushing through her T-shirt. She squirmed in her seat, which only served to rub the seam of her jeans harder against her pulsating clit. She bit back a moan. So this is what it feels like to be aroused to near pain. She was close to throwing herself at him, audience be damned. Anything to relieve the tension building in her panties.
Joe noticed her distress. She watched as he slowly took stock of her. She knew the minute he saw the pearled buds of her chest, protruding shamelessly for his inspection. His jaw clenched and his back stiffened. She dared a quick glance at his lap. She hoped his back wasn’t the only thing that had turned rigid. His eyes narrowed; his nostrils flared as if he could smell her arousal.
She watched in fascination as his gaze turned dark, smoky.
What would it be like to spend the night in the arms of a man like him? What kind of lover would he be? The thought caused her insides to turn to jelly. There was only one way to find out.
“Are you sure you’re okay, Mandy?” His voice was hoarse. His fingers were stroking her palm as he continued to hold her injured hand. She desperately wanted him to be stroking her somewhere else.
It’s now or never.
“That depends.” Amanda gave him a seductive smile. “You wanna get out of here?”
Joe shook his head, his expression filled with genuine confusion. “Excuse me?”
Amanda felt her face grow hot with embarrassment. This man was a walking god and here she was, Miss Plain-and-Ordinary, propositioning him. What was she thinking?
She stood a little too quickly, causing her bar stool to wobble before righting itself again. “Never mind. Sorry.” She threw two twenty-dollar bills on the bar. “This should cover it.” She hollered thanks to Jake as she made her way to the door.
“Mandy, wait.”
Chapter 2
“Where is she?” Caleb Martin slammed the door and glared across the desk at Samantha.
“Jesus, Caleb.” Her hand flew to her heart as she leaned back in her chair. “Knock much? You scared the hell out of me.” She took a deep breath. “We really need to work on your people skills.”
Caleb placed his knuckles on the desk and slowly leaned in. “Where. Is. She?”
Sam took her time smoothing her dark auburn hair away from her face. “I can see this is going to be a one-track conversation, so let me make this easy for you. Get out.”
He walked around to her side of the desk and perched himself on the corner. He crossed his arms over his chest and settled in. “Nope.”
Sam glared at him as she hit the Intercom button on her phone. “Caroline? Call Security.”
She heard her assistant chuckle. “Ah, sure thing, Miss Quinn.”
“I am your security,” the annoying male on her desk replied drily.
“Good, that’ll save us some time. Escort yourself out.” She waved her hand to shoo him off.
“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me where my sister is.”
Sam narrowed her eyes at the man sitting on her desk. Tall, blond, and commanding, with eyes the color of emeralds when he was pissed. And yep, two shining emeralds were fixated on her.
He’d never made any bones about the fact that he didn’t like her. For years they’d argued and fought, needled and picked.
Now he barges in here without so much as a word, clearly showing how little
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